Before Zhu Xiaoyu had time to speak, Shui Linglong screamed: "You want to devour me?"

"What do you want to know? I tell you everything, don't destroy my soul."

It's not that the warlock can't devour ghosts and gods, it just depends on whether he is willing or not.

When a warlock devours ghosts and gods, he will gain the other party's memory and part of his power, but it is also easy for him to lose his true nature.

In other words, a warlock devouring ghosts and gods is like taking poison to practice martial arts. His cultivation level will skyrocket in a short period of time, but the final result will definitely be an untimely death.

Zhu Xiaoyu whispered: "I'll do it!"

"We have to take back the trouble we caused!"

While Zhu Xiaoyu was talking, she walked straight towards Shui Linglong on the ground.

But at this moment, I struck Shui Linglong on the neck with my knife, and Shui Linglong's head flew several meters away.

After all, the other party was a ghost. Even after I chopped off his head, he didn't immediately turn into ashes. He roared with a ferocious face: "I have already promised you to explain everything, why are you still unwilling to let me go?"

I swung my knife towards Shui Linglong's head again and said, "You are an abandoned child, why should I use your memory."

Before Shui Linglong could respond, I opened her head.

I looked towards the surging Chengyang River: "I'm going down to the river, you'd better not follow me, lest I accidentally kill you."

After I jumped into the river, I followed the current all the way down.

I did some tricks on Ye Yang on the way to Chengyang River. I was afraid that we would suddenly get separated and not be able to find each other.

I panicked when I woke up from the cave because I found that all the tracking talismans I left on Ye Yang were useless.

I once asked my master, what should I do when I want to track someone but have no clue?

My master told me: If that person is too far away from you, forget it! You can't find him no matter what.

If that person is not far away from you, just go to find him based on your feeling.

Human feeling is sometimes a very mysterious thing. It is even more effective than the Destiny Master's deduction.

However, I feel that this kind of thing is just a kind of gambling.

Only try if you have no choice.

That time, I don't know if I really had a connection with Ye Yang or if I was just lucky. After swimming more than 100 meters, I saw Ye Yang's dagger in the crevice of the rock.

Is that a mark left intentionally by Ye Yang?

No, since Ye Yang didn't want me to find him, he wouldn't have deliberately inserted his dagger in such an obvious place!

I kept getting closer to the dagger, and I was thinking about a certain outcome again and again in my head.

It wasn't until I saw a crack near the dagger that I smiled: Leng Gou, your deception is too low-level.

Fortunately, you are a member of the Embroidery Guard, so you can’t even lie to others?

You deliberately left your dagger behind to make me think that this is a trap left by others?

Want me to go back to the prison camp to find someone?

I quickly stirred the water a few times and swam through the gap under the river.

Not long after, a candlelight appeared in front of my eyes.

The candlelight spiraled up along the rock wall of the cave, and finally converged into a star-like light band at the top of the cave.

The strange thing is that there is actually half a round of red light suppressed in the middle of the bright galaxy.

At first glance, it looks like the galaxy is trapping the rising sun.

The stars are dazzling, but after all they are only in the night sky.

As long as the sun does not rise, darkness will remain eternal.

Fall into Yang River!

This is the real Shenyang River!

I just took a step forward, and the light and shadow in the sky seemed to automatically make way for me.

I also saw clearly the altar shrouded in light.

Among the nine altars hidden under the starlight, eight had skeletons in Taoist robes placed on them. Ye Yang was sitting on the last altar, and the evil spirit that had condensed into blood was flowing around the altar.

This doesn't feel like a sacrifice, but rather like forcing Ye Yang to become possessed.

I walked a few steps to Feng Ruoxing and Wang Xiaohuan who were standing in the corner: "What's going on?"

Feng Ruoxing said: "After Ye Yang arrived, he sat on the altar. He said, "I want to wait for you. Come and see him for the last time."

I suddenly became anxious: "Cold dog! What are you playing at?"

Ye Yang seemed to have heard my words, but he seemed not to have heard anything. He just looked at me from a distance and smiled.

After my eyes swept across the eight altars one by one, I said in shock: "Ye Yang, do you want to transform back into a Nine-Coffin Taoist?"

The bones placed on the eight altars all have several bones with the color of pig iron, especially the limbs, which can be seen more clearly.

Those were the iron bones of Taoist Jiu Coffin that were stolen back then, and all those bones were sent to the Shenyang River!

I looked up at the half of the red sun on the top of the cave, and my eyes suddenly shrank - that was not a red sun, but sunlight coming in from outside.

We are now underground in the prison camp?

To be precise, we should be at the place where the dragon's veins were beheaded. Only where the dragon's head is buried can there be such a strong evil spirit.

This is the burial place prepared for Ye Yang.
Chapter completed!